“You and Rhy both have been known to have a habit of that, so I’m not surprised.” He responded with a lighter tone, making an absentminded mental note to not fill Pretzel up on more treats without a good walk before dinner later. He didn’t mind the spoiling. Of course, it was hard to be upset or cross with people who were just showing affection for the cute, fuzzy little creature.

He was almost as bad. The only thing keeping him from spoiling the dog rotten was the fact that he was in charge of training. “Honestly, he probably expected it from you. I don’t know how he got out on his own… But I expect he probably wanted to see you if he caught your trail. He’d gotten very good at following them.”

He nodded, though, awkwardly sidestepping out of the way of the door. “I do, so… Well, I know one place I might find you. Or where to look if Pretzel decides to seek one of his favourite people out without us again.” He added with a light tone, but… He got the feeling Enis was not keen to dwell. She had never been the sort to once she was exhausted by a social situation. And given they were still at an awkward, restarting point… He knew he shouldn’t expect her to linger and chat, they weren’t exactly friends yet, as much as he wanted them to be.